A dream was shattered before it even began, and now the coach of the tennis club of Shangyong University feels like this.

He really didn't expect that Jiang Fengyan would strengthen his network front technology to such an extent in just one or two months.

Could it be that this is the legendary genius?

No matter what shortcomings the genius itself has, as long as he discovers it, he can immediately improve or even strengthen it?

Is there really such a person?

He looked at Jiang Fengyan, who was celebrating the victory with his teammates in the distance, and looking at it, he suddenly felt that the person who appeared in front of him was no longer a mortal.

This boy is a real prodigy born for tennis!

It's a pity, why is such a player not his disciple, I hate it, if I was born more than ten years later, it would be nice to be able to compete with him.

"Even if you can compete with him, you are the one who is tortured by blood!"

Li Jianyu said with a smile beside his coach.

Hearing this, the coach of the tennis department of Shangyong University squinted his eyes and said nothing more, because the game had just started, and his wishful thinking was broken, and the next game was difficult.

In the next first doubles, the tennis club of Shangyong University lost more completely under the combination of Zhou Huashang and Yang Kairui.

It's just that it's not just their mediocre faces that are not good-looking, but also the members of the college tennis department.

Their faces are even worse.

Because the carrier college tennis club lost in the doubles, but now the doubles of the Shangyong college tennis club was completely abused by the Xinle college tennis club, if you play against the Xinle college tennis club, wouldn't you lose even worse!

As soon as they thought of this, Zhao Bishun, Yue Yan and the others had an extra black line on their faces.

I'm afraid it won't be long before they become black Africans.

With an aggregate score of 2-0, it looks a bit ugly.

"I want to be at the beginning. We have been back and forth with the tennis department of the carrier college, playing back and forth, which can be described as extremely exciting, extremely intense, and people will not want to return. ”

The coach of the tennis club of Shangyong University looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he was still recalling the game that was praised by people. Only in this way can he comfort his wounded heart.

The Xinle High School Tennis Club is too strong this year, and it can be said that there are no weaknesses.

There are Jiang Fengyan and Liu Fangze in the singles, and there is even that little eye Wenxuan who will break out from time to time, making the game completely lose suspense.

In doubles, there are the strongest doubles pairs in China and the United States, Yang Kairui and Zhou Huashang, who basically can't lose.

If you want to win them, this Eastern Conference Finals is the best chance, and once Liu Fangze returns, who can stop them when the time comes?

Hartlin High School?

No kidding. Xu Linghan lost to Jiang Fengyan, Lawson lost to Liu Fangze, and the strongest doubles of Hartlin University has not won against Shangyong University!

It seems that this year's champion is none other than Xinle College Tennis Club.

I'm not convinced.

It's just that it's useless to be unconvinced, people are really strong, and there is no way to do it.

No one can stop Xinle College Tennis Club from winning the championship.

"Jianyu, it's all up to you in singles, if you win all three battles. We can still win the Eastern Conference Finals! ”

It was said in the morning, and it was time for the morning game to end. Their third singles lost to Jiang Hongfei, which made the coach of the tennis department of Shangyong University sigh helplessly: "Jianyu, you have to save face for us, it doesn't matter what the champion is." ”

When Li Jianyu heard this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Because it's already determined that we can't win the championship." ”

The match between Li Jianyu and Wen Xuan finally made the coach of the tennis department of Shangyong University feel that the world is much more normal.

However, the end result sent him back to his nightmare. Li Jianyu actually lost to that little eye!

This is unscientific, it can be said that it is the most unscientific part of this competition!

How is this possible, Li Jianyu is the younger brother of Li Hongshang, but the signboard of their mediocre colleges and universities is actually in this competition. Lose twice in a row!

"Nightmare, this is a nightmare!"

The coach of the tennis club of Shangyong University roared wildly.

In fact, Wen Xuan almost lost this game, but fortunately, at the last moment, Li Jianyu made a very fatal mistake, which allowed Wen Xuan to win a game.

Through this competition, Wen Xuan also saw his own shortcomings and made up his mind that he must double his training.

Although Li Jianyu was very disappointed to lose the game, considering that his coach needed comfort more than himself, he unconsciously felt a lot easier.

Losing the game and being frustrated has no effect, only by working hard and working hard can you change everything and make yourself stronger!

The last game is the highest honor battle.

Mo Dahu against Hercules.

This power duel was terrifying, for fear that they would accidentally hit this ball off the field, and if it flew to the person's body, it was estimated that they would be broken by this ball!

The end result was tragic, with a draw and both were carried to the hospital.

After seeing this game, Jiang Fengyan suddenly felt that the tennis in this world was gradually approaching killing tennis.

Xinle High School Tennis Club finally won the Eastern Conference championship again!

I don't know when I last won the championship, but it's a victory worth celebrating!

That night, they went to a restaurant to have a hearty meal, then went to a karaoke hall for a night of singing, and then after a day of rest, they returned to normal training.

Time flies, and all this is like a dream, which makes Jiang Fengyan sigh with emotion.

Happy times are always short-lived.

Just when Jiang Fengyan was lying on the ground and reminiscing and sighing, the characters in the simulated battle, Kikumaru Eiji and Kan Sadaji, tied Jiang Fengyan like a demon, and then poured the unpalatable vegetable juice alive.

"If you want to defeat me, it's still early, see you next week!"

"Obviously there is only one game, as long as you win one game, your tennis skills are all mine, hateful."

Jiang Fengyan was lying on the ground, roaring weakly, his voice intermittent, like a dying man.

When Jiang Fengyan withdrew from the Netwang system, he only felt very nauseous in his mouth, and after turning over and getting up, Jiang Fengyan ran to the bathroom frantically, opened the toilet, and vomited.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fengyan's mother was frightened, and hurriedly came up and stroked Jiang Fengyan's shoulder, patted it from time to time, and asked with concern: "Are you better, did you eat something that you shouldn't eat, and you vomited like this!" ”

Jiang Fengyan turned his head, his face was very pale, and he said with a haggard smile: "Fortunately, I ate a little thing that does not belong to this world in my dream." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan's mother was stupid on the spot, everything she ate in her dreams could make her disgusted to the point of vomiting in real life? How realistic is your imagination?

Since Jiang Fengyan gave a gorgeous performance in the last doubles match, Eddick thought that Jiang Fengyan had understood the importance of proper rest, but when he saw Jiang Fengyan again today, he found that Jiang Fengyan was depressed and looked listless.

"This kid, he really doesn't understand anything!"

Eddick roared in the sky.

There is a week left until the National Grand Final, and in a week, they will be heading to the capital of China and the United States to embark on the final leg of their journey to the National Championship! At the same time, this is also the last part of Jiang Fengyan and the members of the Xinle Tennis Department to play happily together! (To be continued.) )